I have given up coffee. It started out as a summer project, but as the days have unfolded, it’s become something I realize weighs me down, literally and figuratively, so I can’t see it making a grand entrance back into my world anytime soon. Continue reading “Coffee: My Love”
The heat rises around me as I settle down onto my heels and extend my arms out in front of me and lower to the floor. The quiet chanting coming from the speakers and the hiss of ujayi breath from the practitioners in the room seems to increase the energy emanating from the air, making me drowsy and heavy. I drop lower into my pose and my back opens as the breath travels down my throat and into the burning muscles. Continue reading “Commitment to Myself (July U.B.C. Day 8)”
It occurred to me recently that I was becoming “that lady.” The crazy middle-aged lady who does or says whatever comes to mind, whenever it comes to mind, heedless of the consequences. Continue reading “That Lady (July U.B.C. Day 5)”
My little boy loves the water and regularly lobbies Ernie Hemingway and me for a pool in our yard. That will never happen, as we’ve both had lots of adventures caring for in-ground pools and don’t care to add to our tally, but as a concession we’ve designed a motley water slide path involving his play set slide, a blow-up wading pool, and a Slip ‘n Slide. Continue reading “Ready, Set, Splash – Happy Fourth of July! (July U.B.C. Day 4)”
Learning recently that a settlement had been reached between the Central Park 5 and the city of New York, I was transported back in time to my senior year of high school and the fights I had with my mother over where I would attend college. Continue reading “Don’t Look Back (July U.B.C. Day 3)”
I saw my gynecologist yesterday and learned that at 45, I am more than likely menopausal. Not peri-menopausal, but through it. All the way. Done. Finished. I haven’t had time to suss out how that makes me feel yet, but over the past twenty-four hours, it’s been alternating between euphoria and despair. Continue reading “I’m sorry; could you repeat that? (July U.B.C. Day 2)”
As we head into the lazy, hazy days of summer, I wanted to share some of my favorite things about this glorious time of year.